On yer innernets, givin teh thanks

This is my first Thanksgiving away from home.

This year, while I complete my freelance assignment, young Simon will dine on Fancy Feast's Turkey and Giblets Feast and I will dine on ... something consumed through a straw, for I am at present unable to shut my jaw enough to chew. It's an awfully good thing I love milkshakes as much as I do. In fact, let that be the first thing on my list of things for which I am grateful this year:

• Creamy, delicious milkshakes
• My family, whom I miss more each day
• Christmas, when I'll get to see all of said family
• Simon's recovery -- he's not quite 100 percent cured, but he's come a long way and is, in fact, moonwalking on my legs as I type this in bed
• The good health and happiness of those I love
• The people who helped get me through a particularly challenging year
• Last night's epiphany
• My amazing current colleagues, whose enthusiasm for the market is, at times, remarkably contagious, and who have collaborated on some of the most epic and entertaining IMs of my career.
• My amazing former colleagues, who still and always will feel like family (see above)
• Shelter and water
• Aspirin and ice packs
• Beef jerky, even if I can't eat it right now
• Fiction
• The great fortune of working among musicians, who help remind me of the passion that defined my formative years
• The Battlestar Galactica movie and the awesome brother who's valiantly delaying watching it until we can do so together in just a few short weeks
• Poor decisions, for what they've taught me
• Tomorrow, for all the good it can hold